Norway's Ahoge
anonymous
August 1 2009, 19:28:25 UTC
So...you know how Norway's ahoge just kinda...hovers near his head, but isn't attached or anything?
Well...~
One day, Norway wakes up to find his ahoge missing, and comes to the conclusion that it was stolen.
Norway's quest to be reunited with his haircurl, please XD Frantic searches, questioning suspects, whatever floats writernon's boat, so long as I get my lolz.
Bonus: This sorta thing often ends with an "Oh damn, it fell underneath my bed!" or something equally anticlimatic. If it really /was/ stolen by someone...I'll give you my soul.
The Case of the Missing Doodle [1/?]
anonymous
August 3 2009, 15:31:30 UTC
This is author!anon's first time writing Norway. I know he's supposed to be a little frantic, I just hope I haven't made him TOO out of character D:
8:00 AM.
The alarm blared in his room and awoke Norway with a jolt. Groggily, the Scandinavian rubbed his eyes and rolled out of bed, taking his hat with him.
He followed through with his daily routine as normal. Take a shower, blow-dry his hair and add the clips. It was only when he was washing his face and became less bleary-eyed that he realized it.
It was gone.
His...his DOODLE. It was gone!
Norway examined the side of his head, searching. His doodle usually hovered over his ear, maybe it had gotten lost in his hair when he was showering? He searched the hair there - no, nothing. Where could his doodle have possibly gotten to? He slapped things on his sink, feeling around for where the piece of hair could have went, but he felt no keratin beneath his fingers. "Oh, faen, he muttered
( ... )
Re: The Case of the Missing Doodle [1/?]
anonymous
August 3 2009, 15:49:23 UTC
Oh anon, this is great! I love that he calls it a 'doodle'. And that he's the only one who doesn't actually have it attatched to their head. xD loling forever here. Can't wait for more. : D
Oh, this is awesome so far!~ I think you got Norway's personality right, as well; while he still had that "frantic" air about him, he wasn't over-the-top, and still did things like make meals before searching the kitchen, etc, which seems very IC for him. X3
And I echo the love that is him calling his haircurl a doodle XD It's such a cute way of putting it, and in my headcanon he has a hobby in art.~
Thank you, anon <333 I wasn't sure how to write Norway, so I asked a lot of friends, and...it appears I'm doing pretty well :D Thanks for the compliments <33
Aww! Artist!Norway is actually pretty adorable <33 Question, though - do you mind/like DenNor?
The Case of the Missing Doodle [2/?]
anonymous
August 12 2009, 17:43:26 UTC
Anon apologizes if this part is not very good, I had a difficult time writing it D:
Midway through America and Russia's fight about whether America should become one with him (which was peppered with "Isn't that right, Lithuania~?"s, "Latvia loves it too, da?" and nothing about Estonia, as usual), Norway had found himself stirring from his usual mid-America's speech rant. It was a pleasurable stirring, but a stirring nonetheless. He blushed a little - no. This could not happen in a meeting - but it was nice- dammit, Norway, pull yourself together! A soft sigh managed to escape his lips before he braced them shut and pinned his head to the table. Why was this happening? He certainly wasn't doing it, that was for sure. The only way that this could be happening was - that was it. Someone in THIS ROOM had kidnapped his doodle while he was sleeping. They had to be in this room, as if they were too far away, he doubted he would get reception. ...wait, reception? Why was he thinking about his doodle in cell phone terms
( ... )
Re: The Case of the Missing Doodle [2/?]
anonymous
August 12 2009, 22:18:04 UTC
Awwwwwwww~ Norway!!! Lol, thinking in cell phone terms... xDDDDDDDD So far it's going good, and anon is glad to see an update. Yay! Anon is curious who stole it and can't wait to read the next part!
The Case of the Missing Doodle [3/?]
anonymous
August 13 2009, 04:06:29 UTC
Writernon apologizing for the TyPiNg like that in this part, it was the only way I could figure out how to convey what it looked like to Norway D:He realized a short while after Iceland roused him from his ongoing nap session that he had not used the provided lunch break to its intended purpose - to actually get something to eat. He began to walk to a sandwich shop he knew of in the area to order an open faced sandwich - Snøfrisk and red bell pepper, his usual. He walked through the shop and picked up a bottle of water to drink with it. He decided to order it for takeout and eat it when he got back to his house
( ... )
Re: The Case of the Missing Doodle [3/?]
anonymous
August 14 2009, 03:25:37 UTC
There was a doodle out there that needed to be found, stat, but first, dinner needed to be eaten.
You deserve a prize for this line, author!anon. Stat. Reading this was in itself a prize; a surprise if I may... the best kind of prize there is. GEDDIT? *brick'd*
The Case of the Missing Doodle [4a/?]
anonymous
August 20 2009, 06:11:04 UTC
World meeting, hmm, that definitely narrowed it down. If the author knew about the world meetings, that meant that his doodle's captor had to have been either a nation or one of their bosses. Bosses. He shuddered at the thought, skeeved a bit of the idea. All their bosses...for the most part, anyway, were gross and wrinkly. Gross. To think one of them had stolen his doodle and was now using it for their own...salacious purposes, now that was just disgusting. The thought of that sickened him. To have a nation steal it - that was not much better, but at least it was someone he knew. Wait - someone he knew? That would just complicate things and make it awkward for the both of them when it came time for his doodle to finally be returned! The Scandinavian man sighed. The possible outcomes of the situation were completely unappealing
( ... )
Well...~
One day, Norway wakes up to find his ahoge missing, and comes to the conclusion that it was stolen.
Norway's quest to be reunited with his haircurl, please XD Frantic searches, questioning suspects, whatever floats writernon's boat, so long as I get my lolz.
Bonus: This sorta thing often ends with an "Oh damn, it fell underneath my bed!" or something equally anticlimatic. If it really /was/ stolen by someone...I'll give you my soul.
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8:00 AM.
The alarm blared in his room and awoke Norway with a jolt. Groggily, the Scandinavian rubbed his eyes and rolled out of bed, taking his hat with him.
He followed through with his daily routine as normal. Take a shower, blow-dry his hair and add the clips. It was only when he was washing his face and became less bleary-eyed that he realized it.
It was gone.
His...his DOODLE. It was gone!
Norway examined the side of his head, searching. His doodle usually hovered over his ear, maybe it had gotten lost in his hair when he was showering? He searched the hair there - no, nothing. Where could his doodle have possibly gotten to? He slapped things on his sink, feeling around for where the piece of hair could have went, but he felt no keratin beneath his fingers. "Oh, faen, he muttered ( ... )
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I'll post some more when I get back from work!
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And I echo the love that is him calling his haircurl a doodle XD It's such a cute way of putting it, and in my headcanon he has a hobby in art.~
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Aww! Artist!Norway is actually pretty adorable <33 Question, though - do you mind/like DenNor?
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Midway through America and Russia's fight about whether America should become one with him (which was peppered with "Isn't that right, Lithuania~?"s, "Latvia loves it too, da?" and nothing about Estonia, as usual), Norway had found himself stirring from his usual mid-America's speech rant. It was a pleasurable stirring, but a stirring nonetheless. He blushed a little - no. This could not happen in a meeting - but it was nice- dammit, Norway, pull yourself together! A soft sigh managed to escape his lips before he braced them shut and pinned his head to the table. Why was this happening? He certainly wasn't doing it, that was for sure. The only way that this could be happening was - that was it. Someone in THIS ROOM had kidnapped his doodle while he was sleeping. They had to be in this room, as if they were too far away, he doubted he would get reception. ...wait, reception? Why was he thinking about his doodle in cell phone terms ( ... )
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... Though. ... It couldn't have been Sealand? Surely not? SuFin aren't that bad at parenting.
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Great job so far, writernon!~ I can't wait to see how Norway goes about solving the mystery, and to see who the culprit is XD
~OP
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Waiting for the next part.
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You deserve a prize for this line, author!anon. Stat. Reading this was in itself a prize; a surprise if I may... the best kind of prize there is. GEDDIT? *brick'd*
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